ISS3: Contact 8 (scifi)
by J_Alexander
Hiss.
The disruptor sizzled in Knut’s palm, and a thin wisp of smoke curled upward.
“Shit. Well I guess that’s the end of that.” He muttered.
“Keep it. Once we get off, we should replicate as many of them as we can. We may need them.”
Ethan said.
“Quiet. Both of you. We’re so close to pulling this off, I don’t want any stray chatter getting us fucked.”
“Literally.” Ethan muttered under his breath. Knut grinned and kissed Ethan’s neck briefly, but they both restrained their laughter. All three of them were still completely naked, and it was hard to concentrate in the presence of all the raw sexual power. Especially since being this close to both Rick and Knut, Ethan could feel the heat coming off both men’s skin. It was intoxicating.
The three of them had broken out of Doc’s lab easily enough, now they were headed back to Shuttle One. They’d met some resistance along the way, but the disruptor had cleared the path until now.
“We’ll need something to fight our way to the shuttle. Do guns work against them?” Ethan asked.
“They might slow the nanites down, but not like the disruptor. They can just absorb the hits.”
“Well maybe if you got enough firepower…”
“Too much firepower could breach the hull and suck us all into the black.” Knut chipped in.
“Where the hell is Eagle? Shouldn’t he be around…helping?” Ethan asked.
“He’s not on the ship.” Rick muttered. “I think the nanites forced him to leave in the escape pod. He’s probably halfway back to Earth by now, he can’t help us.”
The Captain frowned, suddenly quiet.
“What is it, Cap?”
“What we need…” he said suddenly, “Is a diversion.”
Ethan instantly objected.
“What? No. No way are you…you can’t mean to-”
“I’m Captain of this station. You cannot tell me what to do. Get to the Shuttle. Get away. I’ll contact you once the station is cleared.”
“Cleared?”
“I’m going to set off that EMP.” The Cap grinned. Standing suddenly (treating Ethan and Knut to a perfect view of his thick, heavy manhood), he dashed out of their hiding place into the hallway. It was a few moments before they heard him shout, “Hey! Hey nanites! I’ve got somethin’ for you to consume RIGHT HERE!”
Running footsteps were soon passing them. Then all was silent. Knut turned to Ethan, who was now their commanding officer.
“Ok. Go now.”
The two naked hunks darted silently into the hallway and moved in the other direction, towards the Shuttles. They encountered no nanites. But just before they entered the hatch, they heard two gunshots, and another shout.
“Yeah! How you like some of THAT! Ugh-”
Knut looked to Ethan. “They found him.”
Ethan sighed. “That’s what he wanted. They’ll consume from him and then let him go for awhile. And it buys us some time. Come on.”
Meanwhile…
Rick Dayne was pinned to the floor by four silvery nanite manacles wrapped around his wrists and ankles. They were holding his legs spread wide for easy access to his impressive cock and weighty balls.
He was still spitting curses at the four nanite swarm-beings that surrounded him.
“You shits don’t know what you’re dealing with! I’ll kill all of you.”
The nanites seemed not to notice his words. Their eyes were all entranced by his veiny shaft, swaying heavily back and forth as he struggled against the manacles. A swarm version of Ethan came forward and knelt between his legs.
“You are the original source of the Nectar. We are honored to consume from you.”
Then he leaned forward and sealed his lips around Rick’s massive cock head.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! Oh, shit!”
Captive as he was, Cap couldn’t resist the feel of the hot, wet, warmth sliding up and down his cock. Soon he rose to his full nine-inch mast, and impossibly, the human-looking form could slide the entire thick monster down his throat. Looking down, Rick could see Ethan’s sharp eyes in ecstasy as he worshipped the meaty shaft with his tongue.
Then he realized that the swarm was jerking itself off as well. Could nanites cum? Rick wondered. But the sight of Ethan, the hunky lab assistant who had always been giving him secret looks, naked before him, his muscles bulging and sweaty, on his knees and stroking his own member while he swallowed Rick’s was incredibly overpowering.
The Ethan-swarm paused its sucking for a moment to lean back, bringing his shaft nearer to Rick’s. He grasped both cocks with his hands and jerked them together, slicked by the saliva left on Rick’s shaft. Impossibly, Rick thought he could feel the pulse beating in the big vein on Ethan’s cock against his own.
Suddenly the Ethan swarm shuddered, his face contorted in pleasure, and several gobs of silvery substance shot out of the nanite shaft, landing on Rick’s chest. They felt like cum, but soon began moving across his rippling muscles…so they were more nanites. The Ethan-swarm had shot miniature nanite swarms onto him which crept up to his large, dark, nipples and teased them with sensations.
Satisfied, the swarm gripped the base of Rick’s shaft, and brought it back into his hot, engulfing mouth.
Rick’s breathing began to accelerate. His muscles tightened, bulging their veins as he strained against the manacles, the nanite sensations surrounding his cock and teasing his sensitive nipples…soon, he couldn’t take any more bliss.
“GAH!”
He came like a shotgun. His cock’s blasts were so powerful that they blew off the back of the Ethan-swarm’s head. The Ethan swarm dissolved haphazardly into a puddle of silver as Rick continued to fountain sticky cum from his shaft like a broken water sprinkler. Freed from the nanites’ mouth, his cock slapped wetly against his stomach and soon his entire body was dripping with his essence. It was as if he’d stepped out of a shower of cum.
“Nectar!” the other three nanite swarms exclaimed, studiously sucking every last drop off of his muscular body. He let them work. At least now he didn’t look like a glazed donut, he thought.
Finally they had consumed it all, no easy feat, and he left while they were sated. He found the tunnel to the station core and crept inside…
Meanwhile…
“Close the hatch, let’s get a move on. We don’t have much time before the Cap sets off the EMP.”
Knut nodded and headed to the hatch door where he came face to face…with the Cap.
“Shit, Ethan, we’ve got nanites!”
Knut reached up and pulled down on the hatch just as the Rick-swarm reached in with its hands. The hatch door severed the hands, and they dissolved into puddles of silver on the floor.
“We’re sealed, detach now!”
“You got it!” Ethan replied.
Knut turned back to look at the nanites on the floor but they were gone. In their place was a silvery spider-type.
“Shit, not again.”
“What was that?” Ethan asked.
“Nothing, just try not to cum on anything. I’ll get a container to trap it.”
“Trap WHAT?”
The spider seemed confused by the voices, but Knut couldn’t let it go towards Ethan, who was flying. Taking hold of his own cock, he stroked it a few times, just to fluff up the size.
“You like that? You want some of this jizz?”
The spider bobbed an affirmative. So Knut, luring the nanites with his cock, backed slowly into the kitchen unit of the shuttle.
“What’s going on?” Ethan shouted.
“Shut up, I’m distracting it!”
Precum began to drip from the tip of his cock. Knut realized all of a sudden that he’d been jerking off the whole time, and his shaft was starting to leak. Too late though, the spidery swarm leapt forward greedily and sucked up the salty drop. It squeaked in delight and scuttled towards him, where the next drop was hanging precariously from the broad edge of his cut shaft.
Then Ethan entered. “It’s on auto-pilot, what – HOLY SHIT!”
The spider swarm turned and leaped at the new intruder, latching itself onto Ethan’s naked shaft and starting the milking motions that would bring Ethan to orgasm. Ethan shuddered and slid to the ground.
“Why did you come back here?” Knut yelled, looking frantically around for something to get it off Ethan.
“I mmmm, was worried about you, oh fuck! Yes! Yes! Hurry, I’m gonna cum soon, and then it’ll have enough to make two full-sized swarms.”
Desperately, Knut seized the vacuum, and hit the power button. The tube extension allowed him to aim it at Ethan carefully without sucking in his cock, which was enveloped in silver nanites.
“Whoa, careful with that – AGH – but hurry up!”
Knut cautiously aimed the tube to the right of Ethan’s shaft, where the blob of silver was vulnerable. And it was working. The silver nanites were determined, but slowly, the silver was being siphoned off of Ethan’s cock and balls.
“This is the weirdest thing I’ve ever done…including fucking myself…”
“Just –mmm- hurry! I’m so close!”
Finally all the nanites were sucked away. Ethan desperately seized his own shaft and began pumping with his fist. In no less than three pumps, his cock let loose, spraying his seed all over Knut, the ceiling, and himself. Gallons of man cream splattered everywhere. Ethan’s muscles twitched and then finally the orgasm was over, leaving the two space hunks breathing heavily.
Knut licked his cream-covered fingers.
“Well that was fun. This serum is kind of ridiculous.”
Ethan laid his head back against the floor, exhausted by his huge orgasm. “Doc said it gets stronger with time too. Wait! What’s that?”
Over on the counter, one tiny drop of silver was left, inching towards a puddle of Ethan’s salty man-juice. If it reached the cream, game over. Knut grabbed a bottle from the cabinet and slammed it down, trapping it inside. Carefully, they flipped the bottle over and screwed the lid tight. The drop of cum-hungry nanites was locked safely inside.
“Talk about a close one. Let’s look around a bit before we have any more fun.”
But the Shuttle was clean. They put the vacuum full of nanites in the airlock and jettisoned them into space. They’d be trapped inside it forever. But they kept the bottle, meaning to prove what had happened at ISS3.
“Well, I sent out a distress call. Hopefully a passing Alliance ship will find us.” Ethan mentioned.
“But what about the Captain? Did he pull it off?” Knut asked.
“I don’t know. It won’t be safe to go back and check. We’ll let the Feds deal with it. Right now…I want you to fuck me before the Feds find us.” Ethan said, tugging on Knut’s young, rigid cock. Laughing, Knut let Ethan lead him…by the cock…into the bedroom.
Meanwhile…
Rick lowered himself carefully from the air duct. He was in the Core. Making his way through the recycling tanks and energy cells, he found the EMP, John’s last creation. The nanites had disconnected it, but Rick knew enough to reconnect the detonators. He entered the activation code and was about to press the button, when he was seized from behind. Two nanite swarms, one a copy of Rick, and one of the Doc, held his arms behind his back.
“I thought you’d come here.” Came Doc’s voice. The Doc himself stepped out from between two tanks, smiling triumphantly. “I won’t allow you to destroy my children.”
“You’re insane.” Rick shouted, struggling against the nanites. But the swarms were like iron, he couldn’t escape.
“You would commit genocide, and you call me insane? Captain, you need to change your perspective. Doesn’t he, children?”
Rick looked around in horror as many more swarms came out of hiding. There were dozens, all around him. He would never escape. One of them, a Knut-swarm, reached down with one hand and gripped Rick’s cock. He began jerking it lazily, as Rick struggled against his captors. But more and more came closer, to touch him, rubbing their hands across his protruding pecs, his washboard abs, squeezing his massive biceps, rubbing his shoulders. His years in the military had never prepared him for a situation so…arousing.
Yes! That was it! Finally, Rick saw something that could get him out of this. He reached out with his arms, saying,
“Yes! Yes, I’ve accepted it. I want to marry all of you and you can consume my Nectar! Come, and consume from me! I give freely!”
The nanites began pushing closer eagerly, thirsty for his cream. Rick’s shaft, still being manipulated, began to harden and lengthen. Hands roaming all over his skin aroused him further.
Just a little farther, he thought.
His nine-inch cock, at full length, was at just the right angle to press the activation button, and Doc hadn’t seen. All Rick had to do was get hard enough to activate the EMP, and the swarms would all dissolve.
“Fuck yes! Consume from me!” he shouted again. Someone behind him spread his cheeks and began to tongue his ass. He felt a mouth somewhere engulf his shaft again. He was so hard now…
But it wasn’t enough. Even his massive manhood couldn’t quite reach the button. But he looked down…it was an Ethan-swarm sucking away on his cock, and that gave him an idea: there was still a way.
“Somebody fuck me! Yes, please, somebody sink your shaft into my hot ass!”
“What are you doing, Captain?” Doc asked, puzzled.
“Getting some awesome head. But I like taking a hot fucking now and then, and your children are the best ones to give it.”
A swarm that looked like John came forward and stood behind him.
“You want my cock in you?”
“Yes, John. Please…I need you.”
So the John-swarm gripped Rick’s muscular shoulders and pressed his shaft against Rick’s entrance.
“FUCK ME!” Rick screamed.
John thrust his long shaft into Rick’s ass, perfectly targeting his prostate, and in one hit, it was all over.
Rick came.
He felt the familiar clench of his muscles as sensation rushed along his hot shaft, and cum blasted out of his cock, obliterating the head of the Ethan-swarm sucking on him, and hitting the activation button with enough force to push it.
The EMP device glowed blue with energy. It pulsed three times and went off. All around him, the nanite figures burst into silvery dust as their circuits were fried. Doc was screaming, and so was Rick, as he had the orgasm which saved the station.
Afterward…Doc just knelt in the Core, too stunned to even fight when Cap put him in handcuffs. They would need to get off the station soon, as main life support was down, but for now, the ordeal was over.
Later...
“Welcome aboard the International Space Ship Ulysses. Your distress call signaled that you required urgent aid?” the officer spoke crisply, eyeing the two naked men with obvious interest.
“We escaped from Space Station Three. There was…it’s hard to explain. Do you think we could get some clothes?” Ethan asked.
“In a moment.” The officer replied, his eyes lingering on the man’s long cock and heavy balls.
Knut coughed loudly.
“What caused the accident?” the officer asked, snapping out of his daze.
“This.” Knut answered, holding up a clear drinking bottle. Inside was a small silvery drop…
And it was hungry.
Continued in Ulysses